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Nomiyama didn't care about her silence and continued, "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

The old man shifted his gaze to look at what he was holding in his hand.

Her voice was hoarse like that of an old person, but it didn't sound lifeless. "I didn't come looking for you. The fishing rod saw me and kept dangling in front of me. It even deliberately hooked people and woke me up. So I had no choice but to come see you."

Nomiyama glanced at the fishing rod, then continued looking at her, ready to ask some more questions.

But he didn't have time to speak.

"She's already dead, what's the point of you holding onto her fishing rod?"

The slightly hoarse voice was unusually clear amid the sound of the river.

The next second, the green fishing rod pierced the air and stopped an inch in front of the old man's forehead.

"who is she?"

The boy's voice was normal, his hands were still steady, and the fishing rod didn't shake at all.

But his movements were so urgent and quick.

The old man seemed not to notice the object on his forehead. He just looked at him and said, "If I don't tell you, will you hit me?"

Nomiyama clenched his palms slightly, gathering strength: "You are not even a human being in this state. You have no human rights. So what if I hit you?"

The old man's expression remained calm, and he only raised his blue eyes and said, "Good morning, Nomiyama Kaze. Long time no see. You sound much harsher than before."

The move to the stables forest Qiqi

Chapter 57: Yukishita Miyagi

The old man's voice was calm and composed: "You are no longer the same as before. Are you so sure you can beat me?"

Nomiyama deadpanned, "I never think I'll lose a fight, no matter what you are."

The old man was silent for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, after all, even she can't beat you."

①○一２２⑧３０９８

The fishing rod moved forward an inch and hit her forehead directly.

Nomiyama's voice turned cold. "Don't tell me these riddles. Tell me, who is she? What is my relationship with her?"

He narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists tighter. "I don't have much patience right now."

The old man looked at him for a few seconds and said, "Your temper is much worse than before."

She shook her head: "I shouldn't be the one telling you this kind of thing. She will find you, and then you will slowly learn everything."

Ⅰ澪弌⒉２叭⒊○⑼/

Nomiyama relaxed his strength slightly, "You mean, she's not dead?"

"No, she is really dead."

Die, and then you can come to me?

Nomiya raised his hand.

He didn't want to say anything more. Anyway, he wanted to take the riddle first and then talk slowly.

The old man looked at the raised fishing rod and said helplessly: "Why are you so irritable?"

Hearing this familiar tone, Nomiyama sneered and began to hold the fishing rod with both hands.

As long as you keep beating the Riddler, you can always force the answer out of him.

The old man remained calm and only added, "She is dead and not in the Sanzu River below, but she will come to find you, she will definitely come."

"Believe me, I won't lie to you."

Nomiyama frowned as he looked at the old man's blue eyes, which were surprisingly still clear.

The old man looked at him frowning for a moment, and finally said softly: "Then I will go first. I wish you good luck in martial arts in the future."

After saying that, she took a step back and fell into the river.

In the end, Nomiyama did not stop her, nor did he jump into the river to chase her.

He thought of something.

He thought of his bottle friend who he had only contacted once, and who was curious about his family composition.

After he died, he was not a ghost, but his spirit would come to him.

[When you see this sentence, it means that you have gone down the mountain]

Looking at the river in silence, Nomiya gripped the fishing rod.

There is indeed a way in this world for the dead to communicate with the living, as long as it is possible, by breaking time.

If the fishing rod belongs to her, the bamboo tube also belongs to her, and combined with this special river, it doesn't seem impossible.

Turning his head, Nomiya looked in one direction.

[Descent]

That night when I went to pick up Yukinoshita who had run away from home, the mountain behind her house felt strangely familiar.

The wind blew and he disappeared from the river bank.

......

The old man who went down the river did not return to the road of Sanzu River.

She just stood underwater, looking up at him on the shore, until he left.

Turning around, she sank deeper into the water.

Sister, he really chose to go down the mountain after a thousand years just as you said.

But you are already dead, does it really mean anything?

Sister, after a thousand years, when I saw him again, I no longer had those feelings for him, but he was still trapped by your departure.

She broke through the water, landed above the long line, and then leaped straight to the end of the line.

On the way, she reached out and grabbed the girl who was waiting in line while biting oden.

Since he said that the girl would have good luck in her next life, then she should just obey him, since she was also preparing to reincarnate.

But this time, I'll be the older sister. At least I should do better than my older sister.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Ryoko Nishino was forced to fly in the air. She looked at the oden skewers spilled from her cup and felt sad.

How long will this bad luck get? Can’t I even eat something good while waiting in line to be reincarnated?

The old man flew until a huge gate of light was right in front of him, very close.

Just one more step forward and you will reach the next life.

But she suddenly stopped.

Turning her head, she looked in the direction he was, and at the mountain behind her home, lost in thought.

In a trance, she seemed to see the past. She saw her sister sitting by the lake, roasting a chicken with one hand and constantly taking out strange balls to hit him on the back of the head with the other hand. He was fishing with a fishing rod in his hand, sitting on the stone motionless, as if he himself had turned into stone.

Not until the roast chicken was cooked through did he turn around and look at his sister who was handing him the roast chicken. It seemed as if he was annoyed by her constant smashing of the ball, or as if he simply wanted to eat the roast chicken.

I was very far away from them at that time, so far away that I could only watch secretly from the house under the snow.

Because he doesn't like to be disturbed by anyone, except his noisy sister.

It was not until his sister died and the rule was established that the clan leader could enter the mountains that he was able to walk to the lake.

But by then I was already old and didn't want to stay in his sight any longer, so I had to stay at home as usual and occasionally look up at him.

Her lips trembled unconsciously, and she reached out and slowly touched her cheek.

"Sister, if I had met him first, would everything be different..."

"Sister...I can't accept this...I really can't accept this..."

Ryoko Nishino stood by holding a bowl of oden, looking at the old man who suddenly burst into tears, at a loss as to what to do.

......

Yukinoshita Miyame has been waking up from her sleep lately. It’s not a nightmare, but just a sudden awakening.

This situation continued for a while, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

So I consulted a private doctor.

The doctor said it was 'mental weakness' and advised my wife to have a good rest.

Talked some nonsense.

Yukinoshita Miyame asked her family to prepare some sleeping pills for her, and then she consulted the private doctor.

She wants solutions, not nonsense.

Have a good rest? If I can have a good rest, why would I need to look for you?

Take out the sleeping pills and bring over a glass of water.

Just as she was about to take the sleeping pills, she stopped and turned to look at the back of her house.

It feels like I haven’t been to the mountains for a long time.

I looked up at the time. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, not too late.

She stood up, put the cup back, and placed the sleeping pills aside.

She suddenly wanted to go for a walk in the mountains, just as a stroll. Maybe after getting tired, she could have a good sleep tonight without sleeping pills.

Holding a flashlight, she walked out of the room and headed straight towards the mountain behind her home.

In the courtyard, Yukinoshita Haruno, who was lying on a rattan chair, took her eyes off her mobile phone and looked at her mother who was going out with a flashlight.

Oh, we have to go to the back mountain again.

He's not there, so what's the point of going? But don't worry, mother. When I bring him home, you'll be able to see him again. Ah, when the time comes, I'll let him call you mother, and you'll definitely be very happy.

With a couple of hums, Yukinoshita Haruno had a look of delight on her lips as she continued to learn about fishing on the Internet.

After all, this seems to be his only hobby, so it's always right to cater to his interests.

......

Nomiyama fell directly from the sky and landed in front of the mountain.

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Waving away the dust, he looked up and looked carefully.

There is a walking path at the foot of the mountain. It is very wide and seems to lead directly into the depths of the mountain.

There is a continuous bamboo forest on the mountainside, and there are many tombs on the top of the mountain, but there seems to be no tombstones.

After scanning around, he felt something strange. He seemed to see quite a few chickens sleeping.

He sniffed and confirmed it.

Well, this mountain is full of chickens. Could it be that free-range chickens taste better?

Finally, he withdrew his gaze and looked not far in front of him.

On the road leading into the mountains, there is a torii gate that remains bright red even at night.

He had a feeling that if he just walked over and passed through that door, he would get the answer he wanted.

Including who she was, what she looked like, what the photo in the living room of her house represented, whether she was dead, and how she died.

All the answers are behind that torii gate, just walk through it.

Spare Junyang 9㈥ ○一2㈥二七0

Logically, Nomiyama should have walked straight inside at this time, but he didn't take a step.

He seemed to be confronting the door, both of them remained silent and motionless.

The past is not necessarily a good thing.